“There are seasons in life. Don’t ever let anyone try to deny you the joy of one season because they believe you should stay in another season… Listen to yourself. Trust your instincts. Keep your perspective.” – Jane Clayson
Gratitude, hope and joy are the lifesavers that get us through each season of our life. I see people wilting from the weight of this pandemic and I want to shout “DON’T GIVE UP – EVER!” The strength within each of us is bigger than 2020. We have got what we need in this moment to not only survive but thrive. Resilience, grit and depth are woven through each and every one of us.
Nature is a good teacher and mentor. The lake is beginning the process of hard freeze. Open water, next to thin ice, butting up against fractured ice. Water transforming into shape and form as the wind pushes the open water to shore. The middle season where past, present and future linger together.
As we run into December to wrap this year up, we are in the “middle season,” not quite done but seeing a light ahead. Uncertain with a dash of hope.
We can and must find awe and wonder especially in the uncertainty. We are on sacred ground of becoming, of returning home to ourselves. Walk softly and listen. Middle seasons, transition time, prepare us for new buds, blossoming and full bloom.
“Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up.” – Anne Lamott